Defecting Russian dancers dance into Hockney printsExclusive to Bloomingdales, gift-wrapped in red&gt;From the land of blue rinseThey boggle at menus in Olde English verse"Ode to burger" by Keats at his worstThe hissing of omelettes the breaking of legsDon't shoot till you see the whites of their eggsThe pink fillet mignon looks black on the negs

Strange apparatusYou've never seenStrange apparatus, even stranger themeStreet alligatorsBig AnglophileWill navigate us through a change of style

I came, I saw, what manner of beast is thisNew York, you talk a little bit left of centreA scream, a shoutNew York is throwing its weight aboutWalk tall, walk straight, spit the world right in the eyeThe stranger the wood the straighter the arrowDismembered hopeful My-Lai veterans queuing for sleaze"Sorry no dogs, no fags, no shriners, and no amputees"Sexual athlete applies for auditionWilling to make it in any positionJust one of the extras with blood on their facesIn snow-white and the seven basket casesI'm happy and dopey and dirty in placesNo way streetNo way streetLock up your daughters, Avon crawling!

Devoted collectors of paraphernalia out walking the rockBattle and bitch for the ultimate kitchof a crucifix clockTwo miniature romans, running on railsAppear every hour and bang in the nailsI've got to have it, Christ, I gotta be the firston our block

Disturbing facts about Nazi splinter groups seen on the newsThey're picketing synagogues and claiming thatHitler was King of the JewsCaught in the tunnel an ambulance howlsA men's room attendant is flapping his jowlsSsshh, Howard Johnson is moving his bowels

Strange apparatusYou've never seenStrange apparatus, even stranger themeStreet alligatorsBig AnglophileWill navigate us through a change of styleStrange apparatusYou've never seenStrange apparatus, even stranger themeWalk straight, walk tall, spit the world right in the eyeThe stranger the wood, the straighter the arrow